A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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DOSTI DARD NAHI

दोस्ती दर्द नहीं खुशियों की सौगात है,

MUJHE BHI KHABAR NAHI

कोई आहट होती है ना,

तो लगता है जैसे

meine jindagi ka sabse a6a dost paya.
Ek din jab tu meri jindagi mein aya, laga mujhe meine ek heera hai paya… chamak teri, y

ye ranjisho ka silsila

Suna hai Sau raaste jaate hai usski jaanib ki taraf ...

mujhe ek bhi nai mil raha, lagata

Heart And Mind

When I met you, my life changed

Don't know when this feeling came

I got out of be

Words Can't Describe Feelings

Words simply can't describe

My feelings for you,

For my feelings are so many,

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

Take My Hand

I thought that I was chasing dreams

While I was walking down those fast streams.

A Cow And A Rooster Went Dancing

A cow and a rooster went dancing

One night by the light of the moon.

They'd arran

ae mere watan

ऐ मेरे प्यारे वतन, ऐ मेरे बिछड़े चमन त

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